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My name is Diana. I am the blogger behind Offbeat Vagabond. I just
wanted something to help me rant on about things I love or don't quite
love. I am big on books, especially Urban
Fantasy, it is my favorite genre. Any Romance has to be Paranormal,
because love isn't natural without a gun and a beast involved. Although my tastes are very much expanding, I have discovered a love for Contemporary even BDSM (shocking!) I love
movies. Sci-fi/Fantasy/Horror/Action, pretty much anything as long as no
Romantic Comedies are involved (Katherine Heigl, you have been warned).
Music, TV, Wrestling are all my things as well (although I haven't been watching Wrestling as much as I used to). I am doing this for fun. I want to
write on a professional front, so blogging is a good stepping stone for
me. I just hope that stone doesn't have moss and I slip and break
something. So join me in my little piece of the Internet and remember,
it is normal to be abnormal

A date on a space station? Alien lovers? Madame Evangeline, owner of the exclusive 1Night Stand dating service is known to be magical in fulfilling the ideal dates of her clients, but she’s outdone herself this time, bring together beings from Earth and beyond. As long as applicants are willing to let go of their pasts and open their hearts and minds, she will find their perfect match, whether they be a former sci-fi television star, a nurse, an employee of the Space Service, a former Marine, or even an extraterrestrial. Because everyone in the universe deserves a happily ever after…

Her
intensity excited him, but he needed to find a way to keep her calm.
She refused to look into his eyes. His mouth crashed down on hers,
absorbing her next words. She objected at first, but then her tongue
reached out to him, a passionate gesture unheard of on Ginnun.

He
matched the force of her kiss and skimmed his hands down her arms to
rest on her sides near her breasts. She no longer struggled. Her arms
wrapped around him, keeping him close. When she released his mouth to
take a breath, he sat up. She panted underneath him.

“That
was incredible. I….I felt like I was flying through space. So many
colors and the brightest stars.”

He
experienced something different. With that kiss, he had finally found
someone who could keep him grounded on Earth and repress any regret
for not returning to Ginnun. He brushed his thumb along her
cheekbone. “I’d like to continue if you’ll let me.” He leaned
down and placed light kisses across her face.

A
sigh escaped her lips and the last of her tight muscles relaxed
underneath him. He slid his body down her legs, his hands returning
to her belly.

“I
thought you were going to continue something else,” she whispered.

His
cock pressed against his pants already. Her sudden interest in sex
made it painful. “I want to, but I need to finish giving you this
gift.”

Her
body moved but she didn’t struggle or try to get away. “What
exactly are you doing to me? What is this gift? Why was my stomach
glowing?”

He
took in a deep breath and released it a little faster and louder than
he’d wanted. He knew the answer would lead to more questions. While
prepared to answer them, he didn’t want to scare her away. His
response required carefully chosen words to ensure he gave her the
gift before he told her of his origins.

“I’m
healing you.” The blue glow returned across her belly as his hands
warmed. “You’ll be able to have a child when I am finished.”

Her
eyes widened. He sensed her fear, but she didn’t move. “Your
child?”

“No,
I am not giving you a child. That can only be done in the usual ways.
I am simply making your body able to become pregnant and carry a
child.”

Carrie
propped herself up on her elbows. Her eyes stared down at her belly,
but she remained calm. “How? No doctor could do that for me. How
can you? Are you some type of voodoo priest or something?”

“No.”
He needed to continue and keep his heritage from her for as long as
possible.

“A
religious fanatic who thinks I’m possessed by demons?”

Frey
laughed. “Nope.” He was almost finished. Just a little longer.
The scarring had all returned to normal, healthy tissue. He only
needed to stimulate the maturation and release of eggs in her
ovaries.

“How
then? I know you’re doing something to me. I can feel it.”

“Remember
how I said I needed an open-minded partner?”

She
nodded, her eyes catching a quick glance from his before returning to
her stomach.

Just
a couple more minutes and he’d be finished. He prepared to hold her
down should she freak out when he told her he came from space. “I’m
not exactly like you and most of the people on Earth.
I’m….different.”

“Like
a demon or a guardian angel?”

He
laughed. It sounded forced, but he needed to stay focused on healing
Carrie rather than mating with her. “No, you’re thinking
paranormal. Try science fiction.”

She
began to squirm under him, but he didn’t need to restrain her.
“A….clone? Artificial intelligence?”

He
finished healing her and lay down beside her. His thumb ran across
her lips, wanting to taste them again, but knowing he probably
wouldn’t. “Try alien.”

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About Jessica Subject

Jessica E. Subject is the author of contemporary and science fiction romance, ranging from sweet to erotica. In her stories, you could meet clones, or a sexy alien or two. You may even be transported to another planet for a romantic rendezvous. And if you’re looking for something really steamy, check out her erotica stories written as Paisley Brown.

When Jessica isn't reading, writing, or doing dreaded housework, she likes to get out and walk. Fast. But she just may slow down if there is a waterfall nearby.

Jessica lives in Ontario, Canada with her husband and two energetic children. And she loves to hear from her readers. You can find her at jessicasubject.com and on twitter@jsubject.

Inside a small village
within the Great Plains of Montana, a ritual initiated in blood will be
performed. This ceremony has been executed only once before and will
mark a rite of honor and justice. Commonly, the Assiniboine are a
harmonious people with strong pride and passions, but turn to the
spirits for vengeance when wronged. The tribe’s chief will summon the
Great Spirit on behalf of his people, for no earthly man can make evil
sufferlike a greater evil.

Legend of the Chupacabra finds
Jessie and Suzanne living peacefully in Portland, Oregon, six years
after they believed to have put an end to the curse of the chupacabra.
But the womencome to learn of their failure and the futility of
their sacrifices when a remarkable reunion brings horror back into their
lives; only this time, what they face will be unlike any creature
they've encountered. Legend of the Chupacabra marks the end of a
trilogy but the continuation of a saga that will leave this moment of
history drenched in blood.

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Legend of the Chupacabra is the third book in the Chupacabra series. We
are following Suzanne and Jessie once again. They both have fallen into a
type of groove. Jessie has a job at a bar in Portland. She uses this
job to make money the conventional and unconventional way. She hasn't
grown out of her stealing habits. If anything, she has evolved. She
steals from the mindless drunks that stumble in and out of her bar, but
she puts the money to proper use. Things for her and Suzanne are going
good until it seems the chupacabra has made a visit to Portland. Jessie
and Suzanne thought the creature was finally out of their lives, but
they are even more wrong than they thought.
Hebler has done it again. This series gets better and better. This
is definitely my favorite in the series so far. The twists and turns,
the action, the heartbreak, this book just had it all. Jessie and
Suzanne are amazing as always. Jessie is more grown up now and she is as
feisty as ever. Jessie has always been a favorite because you never
know what she will do or say next. I love her street smarts. She read
people so well, it is like she has a sixth sense or something. It is
crazy, but very accurate.

This is such a wonderfully written series and this is just impeccable. Hebler does such a great job putting you in the 19th century. Everything feels authenticate and real. You actually feel like you are there. Hebler writes in a way that really draws you in and puts you in the time frame of the book. I loved how well this story progressed as well. We think that the curse of the chupacabra is finally over, but there happens to be someone else who is cursed and they ended up in Portland. Jessie and Suzanne can't believe that their nightmare is back and worse yet, the why of it. Suzanne and Jessie have both adjusted to their new lives. But not only must they deal with the chupacabra, but they also must deal with a surprise visit who also has a surprise secret. I couldn't believe it. I still can't believe it actually. On top of the chupacabra, Jessie and Suzanne have to deal with people in their lives who have some terrible secrets to hide. Jessie meets an Indian named, Tree Cradle, who she does not trust. They both want to kill each other, but they both end up in a situation they never would have expected. Jessie makes some discoveries that she knows she has to fix. I love that Hebler has given us a great history for the chupacabra. It shines a different light on it. It is not the typical chupacabra we grew up hearing about. It wants human blood and it has targets. I love the character development for this book and the overall series. Suzanne is becoming the woman she has always wanted to be and becoming like a mother to Jessie. We also get some great backstory for the chupacabra and some other surprise characters as well. I won't spoil, but you better make sure you have read the other two books first or you won't get the full affect. Overall, this is a fantastic read. I am very in love with this series and I am so excited for the next book. That ending left me speechless. Holy crap! Book 4 is going to be mindblowing, I can't wait. Hebler is such a talented author and it shows with every book. If you haven't started this series yet, what are you waiting for? You are seriously missing out. Must-read, plain and simple.

Prior
to becoming an award-winning author of his dark fiction Chupacabra
Series, Michael was a full-time international film publicist who had
worked on multiple titles for Walt Disney, Pixar, Lionsgate, Lakeshore
Entertainment, Warner Bros., Summit Entertainment, and the 2013 Academy
Award® Winning Best Foreign Language Film, “La grande bellezza” (The
Great Beauty).

Born
in the early 1970's in Los Angeles County to a salesman and a
homemaker, Michael dreamed of following his passions for entertainment
and storytelling by becoming an actor. It was while studying theatre
arts at Orange Coast College in Costa Mesa, California, that he realized
his penchant for stories was better suited on the page than on the
stage. However, creating tales with suspense, laughter, and heart is not
Michael's only love. Hebler also enjoys volunteering in his local
community for Meals on Wheels, as well as aiding in the
capture/spay/neuter/release feral program.

To date, Michael's publications include Night of the Chupacabra and Curse of theChupacabra
(Chupacabra Series Books I & II) as well as his first publication,
The Night After Christmas, a holiday picture book for believers of any
age.

On
October 7, 2014, Hebler also will release The Ghost of Christmas Past, a
spiritual novella placing Dickens’ notorious Spirit in the center of
its own afterlife, and life, while aiding a woman's complicated past.

An email has been sent to you all. Please respond within 3 days to receive you gift. Michael Hebler will be sending out your gift and I am sure you will get an email from him as well. Thank you so much for all who applied. Congrats again Olivia, Tiffany, Sarah, Quentin, and Carson.

Bloodpledge continues
Alec and Laura’s story from Bloodgifted. Having undergone the Ritual and
induction into the vampire community, Laura— the prophesised Child of
Light and Darkness and last of the Ingenii—takes her place as Alec’s
consort and First Lady of the Brethren. But resentment and anger grow at
Alec’s privileged position as daywalker.

Among a powerful few,
alliances are made and conspiracies formed, threatening a war that could
destroy them all and endanger every human on Earth—creatures who would
do anything to prevent the curse from ending. Now Alec and Laura must
invoke the Pledge, an ancient ceremony that enforces Brethren loyalty to
the Principate.When Laura’s ex-boyfriend, Detective Inspector Matt
Sommers, turns up with a threat that could expose Alec, the battle for
their world and their lives begins.

In Alec’s room, a
single tall, metal lamp gave off a weak light. There were no windows
to allow in deadly sunrays, so presumably it predated the time when
he became Princeps. The four-poster, wrought iron bed and I were well
acquainted, since we’d made love in it several times.

Alec wrapped his arm
around my waist and held me close. With his other hand, he tucked my
hair behind my ear. ‘We have a little over an hour before the
Prefects start arriving.’

‘Let’s not waste
it.’ Every minute with him was precious. Three nights ago,
Jean-Philippe nearly murdered us both and, even though he was now
dead, the danger was not entirely over—tonight’s incident a stark
reminder.

He lowered his head
and kissed me with a fervency that left me breathless. I wrapped my
arms around his neck and kissed him back. Our tongues meshed in a
delicious tangle of desire and passion.

‘What happened?’
I asked between kisses.

‘We had a
disagreement ….’

I knew what he meant
by that. ‘You had a fight.’

‘No avoiding it.
Two of them are caged down in the cellar. Cal and Karl are keeping an
eye on them till the Pledging.’

‘How many were
there?’

‘Five—three men,
two women.’

My stomach dropped.
‘You could have been killed!’

‘But I wasn’t.’

‘What if Luc
hadn’t arrived—’

‘Shhh’, he
sealed his lips over mine and, as always, I melted in his arms. A
while later, he murmured against my mouth, ‘I probably could’ve
handled it alone. After the Pledging tonight there should be no more
incidents.’
His lips grazed my throat.

‘Promise?’

‘Cross my heart.’
He drew the figure of a cross over his heart. ‘Luc told you about
the powers of the rings. If anyone tries anything, they’re ash.’

I nodded. After a
previous rebellion, centuries ago, my father forced the surviving
Brethren to swear an oath on the Serpent Rings. Those who defied it
were killed when the rings flashed fire and destroyed them.

I didn’t want to
think about it, let alone witness something like that.

Alec could probably
see the anxiety in my eyes, for he smoothed the hair from my face and
said, ‘The Pledge worked in the past. No reason why it shouldn’t
do so again.’ His confidence was comforting and I released the
breath I’d been holding. ‘Besides,’ he said, ‘Pledge or no
Pledge, I’ll kill anyone who dares try and harm you.’ A deadly
edge to his voice both frightened and excited me. He lowered his
head, and took complete possession of my mouth with such passion it
ignited a painful throbbing in my core that only he could relieve.

His hands slid down
to my waist, untied my sash. Gently he eased my robe off my
shoulders. It dropped to the floor, where my camisole soon joined it.He
touched the crimson vial Luc gave me, which was nestled between my
breasts. It contained three drops of Marcus’s, Antonia’s and
Luc’s blood, and it would render the drinker immortal. ‘Luc
explained?’

I nodded.

‘Would you take
it?’

‘Yes.’ I
breathed.

I couldn’t tear my
gaze away from his eyes. They were filled with such love, such
intensity of longing I almost wished the curse wouldn’t be lifted
so there’d be no chance of my blood becoming normal. Yet, our
children, the future….

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About Tima Maria Lacoba

My name is Tima Maria Lacoba and this is my first novel.For
the last seventeen years I’ve taught English and History in a high
school in southern Sydney. Before taking up teaching I was a practicing
archaeologist, working on several digs around the world. Unfortunately,
steady contracts in this field were hard to obtain, hence my gravitation
to teaching. It was fantastic being able to teach my field to Year
Eleven and Twelve students and then take them on overseas excursions to
visit the amazing sites they’ve only seen in books.Two years ago I
resigned and surrendered to the itch of writing. After a many years of
reading and correcting my students’ creative writing tasks and essays, I
decided it was time to write my own. I couldn’t hold it in any longer.

Sharing
secrets has never been so exhilarating...Nicole
and Abel met in Paris and fell in love, but Nicole believes her
secret lifestyle will drive Abel away. After the vacation ends, she
decides to take a chance and share her secret, but little does she
know he has a secret of his own.

His
Secret by International and UK
Sunday Times
bestseller Portia Da Costa

Quiet
storm…Ben
Chambers is the perfect handsome boyfriend. Sarah adores him, yet
despite their delicious lovemaking and the fun they share, she senses
he has a secret. But then, during a luxury weekend away, one casual
pat to her bottom transforms everything, revealing Ben’s thrilling
hidden dominance, and a world of decadent pleasure and deeper love.

A bad experience with a former girlfriend
caused Spook Mortensen to repress his sexual urges, but when sound
engineer Allegra Hutton is called upon to remaster Black Halo's first
album, there's only so much attitude and stubborn refusal to listen
to the bands' wishes he can take before he's forced to break his
self-imposed vow and take her in hand.

When
lust turns to love, who’s really on top?An ex-Marine with a
kink for dominance, Mac is Maggie’s boss. But Maggie doesn’t seem
to realize he’s in charge…until he shows her that Sir is more
than a title. It’s a lifestyle that could suit them both. That’s
if Maggie sticks around long enough to wear his collar.

Mastering
her body was easy. Mastering her heart and soul will be an erotic
science…In the vampire-servant relationship, the vampire
holds all the power. Being Lord Brian’s research assistant as well
as his servant, Debra accepts that, but she craves her Master’s
heart. When Brian notices his servant’s unhappiness, he uses
methods they both understand to prove just what belonging to him
fully means.

Twilight Teahouse ~ Choose something
decadent from our menu…Solie Shaw is a brilliant self-made
woman. After managing a corporation by day, at night, all she wants
is to not be in charge. The last man she’d gifted her heart
to had smashed it to smithereens and then did the mambo on top of the
pieces. Now, along comes the chance to get exactly what she
needs. All Solie has to do…is choose.

All
bets are off when there are no limits…Dr. Julia Reed deals with life or death
situations at a California ER. When British businessman Alex Logan
offers her a sexual bargain, she gets to share her darkest fantasies;
he gets the power to carry them out. But who is the real winner in
this high stakes game, and is Alex even playing fair?

Only
two men can give Sassy the happily ever after she craves. Rafe,
Ian and Sassy loved each other…until it all blew apart. Now both
men are back for the woman they love. It will take more than
apologies for these three to overcome their history. But once they
take that step, the streets of New Orleans will never be the same.

You never forget your first love. Mechanic
Ronnie Lang is tired of being "one
of the guys". Chasing the
fantasy of finding a dominant male to help her explore her sexuality
she applies to Overwatch, a private BDSM club where her eyes are
opened to a world that’s more than she ever imagined, and the man
she’s never forgotten.

In
knots over loveAfter
years of searching, Tasha Sears finally finds the Master of her heart
…on his knees in front of intimidatingly sexy bondage enthusiast
Noah Dreyfuss. As sparks flare between the three, Noah’s ropes will
either bind them together or pull them apart.

“Hold on,” she called out and tossed off her blanket. She trudged
to the floor in wool socks and peered through the peep hole. She
froze. After a moment, she opened the door. “Yes?”

Mac Jameson stood in the communal hallway of the aging Victorian
looking edible in jeans and a black leather jacket. In the hall
lighting, his bright blue eyes glinted with some indefinable emotion.

“Here. These are for you.” He held out a bouquet of pink roses.

“Ah, what?”

The intensity on his face faded, and a smile took the place of his
frown. “That is one ugly robe.”

“Hey!”

He stepped forward and would have trampled her if she hadn’t moved
back. Before she knew it, he’d entered her apartment and closed and
locked the door behind him.

“Nice trick.”

“It’s called being persuasive.” He put the flowers in her hand
and closed her fingers over the smooth stems.

“You brought me flowers?” Mystified, she didn’t know what to
think. Was this another part of his nonsexual dating technique?

“You want them or not?”

“Yes, yes.” She hugged them to her when he moved to take them
back. Flowers. When was the last time a man had brought her roses?
“Such an ungrateful gift giver. Thank you. I love them.”

She turned and left to rummage in the kitchen for a vase. After she’d
arranged and watered them, she put them in the center of her dining
table. “So pretty.” She glanced up to see Mac right in front of
her. “Mac?”

“Yeah. So pretty,” he rumbled and tugged her to him using her
belt.

Her robe parted just as he planted a warm, hungry kiss on her mouth.
Maggie could only kiss him back, caught up in an inferno of
unfulfilled desire. Everything inside her hungered for the magic of a
man who didn’t hesitate to take what he wanted.

He broke the kiss and ran his mouth down her neck. “What are you
wearing under this?”

“N-nothing.”

He tensed and pulled back. “Are you fucking kidding me?”

“I just took a shower.” She frowned, wondering what it took to
break the man’s resolve.

“I am so screwed,” she thought she heard him mutter under his
breath. In a louder voice, he said, “I came over to say hi. You’ve
been avoiding me this week, and I wanted to make sure we were still
good.”

“I was only keeping my distance from a crabby boss with control
issues.”

“Yeah, about those issues… Thing is, I want to fuck you.”

“O-kay.” The man’s thoughts shifted like the wind. “And this
makes you crabby because…?”

“Because what I want from you is a little different from what
you’re probably used to. I want us to get to know each other better
so you’ll feel okay about sleeping with me, my way.”

She caught her breath. “Spell it out. What exactly do you want me
to do with you?”

“Everything I want, exactly the way I want it.” He tilted her
chin up so that he could look straight into her eyes. “I want to
play games with you. Ones where we need a safeword. Where you call me
Sir and you obey me.” He kissed her again, and she felt her robe
begin to open. Then his hands were inside, stroking her heated flesh.
“I want to own your body in bed. Would you be willing to let me do
that?”

“All this for some roses?” she replied while trying to make sense
of her dreams suddenly meshing with reality.

He chuckled. “Nah. The roses were to show you I was thinking of
you.” He cupped her breasts, and his eyes darkened. “But this is
way more than I’d planned on asking for.” He fully parted her
robe and stared down at her. Slowly, he bent his head and took a
flushed, pert nipple in his mouth.

He sucked hard, and her knees buckled. She moaned and hung on to him
for dear life.

Mac turned his attention to her other breast and teased and nipped
until she teetered on an orgasm. She’d never been so sensitive
before, but moisture coated the insides of her thighs.

“Yeah. This is what I want. You helpless in my arms.” He kissed
her, his tongue penetrating while his hands moved down to cage her
waist. “Maggie… fuck. I wanted to wait, but no more. I
want you, but I’ll go easy with my demands.” He gripped her tight
and kissed her again. “What do you think?”

She stared up at him when he pulled away. Her robe hung open, but he
looked only at her eyes.

“I think… I think we should go back to my bedroom.” She tugged
him with her, sure only that the time had come to finally have Mac
Jameson. Tomorrow could take care of itself. Tonight belonged to her.